'Christopher North': A Memoir of John Wilson, Late Professor of Moral Philosophy in the University of Edinburgh, Том 1Edmonston and Douglas, 1862 |
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Сторінка 253 - And in spite of all that Cleghorn and Corkindale could do, It was plain, from twenty symptoms that death was in his view; So the Captain made his test'ment, and submitted to his foe, And we layed him by the Rams-horn-kirk — 'tis the way we all must go. Oh ! we ne'er shall see the like of Captain Paton no mo...
Сторінка 252 - Which his maid dressed very fine ; There was also a little Malmsey, And a bottle of Bordeaux, Which between me and the Captain Passed nimbly to and fro. Oh ! I ne'er shall take pot-luck with Captain Paton no mo ! 7.
Сторінка xi - ... so a Scotch mist becomes a shower — and a shower a flood — . and a flood a storm — and a storm a tempest — and a tempest thunder and lightning — and thunder and lightning heavenquake and earthquake — till the heart of poor wee Kit quaked, and almost died within him in the desert.
Сторінка 80 - Yet it shall be: thou shalt lower to his level day by day, What is fine within thee growing coarse to sympathize with clay. As the husband is, the wife is: thou art mated with a clown, And the grossness of his nature will have weight to drag thee down.
Сторінка 253 - Join all in chorus, jolly boys, and let punch and tears be shed, For this prince of good old fellows, that alack-a-day ! is dead ; , For this prince of worthy fellows, and a pretty man also, That has left the Saltmarket, in sorrow, grief, and woe ! For it ne'er shall see the like of Captain Paton no mo ! /. G.
Сторінка 182 - His battles are ill fought. There is no processional march of events in the poem, no tendency to one great end, like a river increasing in majesty till it reaches the sea. Neither is there national character, Spanish or Moorish. No sublime imagery ; no profound passion. Southey wrote it, and Southey is a man of talent ; but it is his worst poem. Scott's ' Field of Waterloo
Сторінка xviii - A tug — a tug ! with face ten times flushed and pale by turns ere you could count ten, he at last has strength, in the agitation of his fear and joy, to pull away at the monster — and there he lies in his beauty among the gowans...
Сторінка xix - ... mature audience of nurses and other servants assembled to listen to his warning voice. The text chosen was one from his own fertile brain, drawn from that field of experience in which he was already becoming an adept, and handled not without shrewd application to moral duties. These were the words : " There was a fish, and it was a deil o' a fish, and it was ill to its young anes.
Сторінка 120 - Looking southwards in the direction of Rydal, suddenly he becomes aware of a huge beast advancing at a long trot, with the heavy and thundering tread of a hippopotamus, along the public road. The creature...